After a more than usual amount of chaos this morning, I headed off (sans-children) to pick up Stephen. Our goal was to take him to the local hospital where there is a physiotherapy department, get him an assessment, a regular therapy schedule, and some equipment (stander, AFOs, new wheelchair)... After all the usual delays which included having to stop to buy "airtime" for our cellphones, buying ground-nuts for Home of Love, going to Home of Love to get the paper work, setting up my babysitters to watch the kiddos... we arrived at the hospital! Horray!
The physiotherapist was very kind (although unhappy to see Stephen in Gracie's convaid - bad positioning! haha!) and told us to come back Thursday for a full assessment.
SO, we loaded back up, bumped back over the crazy cow-path roads again, bumped Stephen back over the paths to his home, greeted the local residents at their huts and prayed with them, and I took Lucy back to Home of Love.
By American doctor standards, I spent the day doing nothing. No therapies, no equipment, no AFOs...
By relationship standards, I spent the day giving a kid a ride in a van he likes very much, taking him away from the shaded patio where he spends his boring days, into the community. (In response to a question that I posed to him, he replied [in acholi] that he really likes riding in my van! Haha!)
By relationship standards, I spent five hours talking with Lucy, an amazing faithful woman of God who has amazing insight, wisdom, and encouragement.
By relationship standards, I got to greet and pray with an elderly man and a Home of Love worker who has been sick at home. I got to go inside his hut with Lucy and learn a little more about him. I got to hopefully encourage him that he's receiving the proper treatment as I looked at his xray and his medications and agreed with what he's been given.
Praise God that HE has bigger plans for us than accomplishing a task! What a blessed day!
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